"I Am" (a poem about life)

I am the swollen shiner from life's sucker punches,Bloodied noses from left field jabs,The kidney that feels the bruntWhen you get stabbedIn the back.

I am the intricate plan Designed so you can only fail,The question with no right answer.I am the fighting chance and strands of hopeThat morally pull you through times of disaster.Sometimes thereIs distance,Silence,No answer...And I am the truth that interrupts.I am that pimple you just want toPush, pop, pull, peel, puncture, then watch puss I am not an advocate of alliteration... anyways...I am not deviantThough I deviateA bit lenientYet I gravitateTo harsh measures when needed,I am everything you don't want me to beWhen you don't need it.

I am those fist punched holes in bedroom wallsThat paint the stages ofYour first broken heart in middle school.I am that child who scares parentsSneaking out the back door at 16,Careless,3 AM, Bottle of Jack DanielsFlying off the handlesof lifeAnd landing in shambles,I am everything between high and low,Sometimes the heroA knight's mare,Sometimes the zeroA nightmare.

I am cut classes and smoking Newports in the woods,A sneaky degenerateWho started a suburban black market,Stolen and sold goods Were just the first target.But I won't let this poem paint me into a corner,I plead the fifth,And most of those dudes are gonersA faded clique,I was only part of their networkBecause their net worthMade my net work,But eventually they were just a band of bandits.I banned it.

I am not the product of bad parenting,I am the product of half parenting,I am the product of not bad half parenting Being taken advantage of,Bending breaking and damaged love,A sandwich of Government cheeseWith Boar's Head ham,Squished between rye and wheat,But fuck it - I slam,I am,The realizationThat nukes will not be our finale,The solar system has plans,And we see it through weather,Mother Nature has it in for us,We're damned.

I am embarrassment because I always say the wrong shit.Filterless.My breath is old cheeseBecause I live with that foot in my mouth.But I must speak out,I must speak up,I must be heard so long as I also listen.I am the words, Of the speechless,The cries,Of the scared,I am my own voice,And I can be yours too.I am the one,Who can hold your deepest secrets,I won't reveal them,But I may use them against you at times...I am rhymesUnsensicalThat sound intellectual.

I amA child of the 80's,I gave myself to Voltron,Thundercats had my back,Couldn't hack it Without Inspector Gadget,Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle fanaticI Transformered to GI Joe,Took over the world like Pinky and the Brain,My real name,Is Adam,If I was a prince,I would be He-Man,But I'm not,I'm more of a double agent and a louse,Matter of fact,you can call me Danger Mouse.

I am slightly more direct with my verses,Than you may have heard before,This is more personal,So I let you in on the ground floor.I tend to be less abstract,These aren't blanket statements,They're hard factsThat were hard fought,This isn't about theory for me,It's not even sentiment or opinion,I actually coined it,It's censorship circumcision.I say what I've seen,What I've done,The dirt,So I am loose handcuffs,I got you,But it won't hurt.

I am A poem about life,Because a poem Is a composition,And lifeIs a temporary condition,And I am,Inking this For the records.

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